SECTION: Nicholas

Unedited, terribly horrid version of the beginning. Obviously not done

Every winter, the few geese that are left still migrate to the south. After all this time, and everything that's happened to us, some things just never change.

The geese don't stick around cause it's too cold. Why would anyone want to stick around here anyways? You come visit, laugh at how sad it is, and then you leave. You don't stick around.

I saw one fly past the stained window beside me in my Time Studies class. There’s about 8 of us, and we’re a tight group of friends. It’s been so long since I’ve seen the sun, but it thankfully decided to come out of the clouds today, and say hello to us survivors. An ugly, gray haze usually lingered in the air for some reason, but the sun swept it away today. It felt nice to have its rays rest on the surface my skin, it was literally the brightest part of my week. “So today, were going to get more in-depth with time travel,” Said my teacher. Every word that’s ever stumbled out of his mouth was pure bullshit. Ever since our government fell, we could just walk out of class and never show up again, but the reason why I’m here, unlike hundreds of kids who left, is because I need to get out of here. How odd does that sound? What I’m trying to do, is find a way to travel into the future- where I can get away from this hell they call Earth. All the love that’s ever surrounded the earth has disappeared into thin air. Most of us are malnourished and homeless, so the crime rate is out of control. We lurk through the shadows and loot every abandoned place we find. Robots and other high end technologies began to take over every job. Cleaning the streets, farming, selling products, everything your vast mind can imagine. It cost so much money to operate these new technologies, so our government eventually fell after murder attempts and violent protests. Now, we have nothing. We were given what we needed, asked for more, and now we have nothing.

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BRRINNGG! Everyone ran out the door that still hung on one hinge.“That is your homework for today, please come again!” Mr. Ghib yelled into the halls. He sighed. I never really noticed how ugly this school is. The blackboard is really gray, there’s holes in the pale red brick pattern, the chairs and desks are half broken and scattered around the room...and I never noticed. “Is there something you need, Ivy?” He said, startling me. “Oh no, sir, I was just thinking. Bye!” I said as I jogged away. 

Author's Note

JUST IDEAS

Reviews

[KillerWithWords]

I like how you began.
This has the taste of an excerpt and the taste if an introduction. I think you need to write more. Just keep on writing. Your writing is interesting to read. But, i'm afraid at this point, it tells no story.
Don't worry though. Keep on writing. I'd like to see how this story develops.

[A.Albanese]

This is not a chapter, this is a little exert of the very beginning

[A.Albanese]

Just looking at how I actually posted this on the internet is so embarrassing, I should never share such rough sections with other people, bahaha
I was just getting ideas out and skipping ALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT of parts

[Nicholas Hagenschneider]

I enjoyed it. Can't wait to read the finished version!